"Look, just leave me the fuck alone!" I yelled over the blasting music.
"Damn, I was just asking a question." Then he walked away.
Right now, I'm at a campus party. It's Friday, and it's packed with kids. Since I don't wanna be alone tonight, I have nothing else to do but drown in my sorrows with smoking. This would've never happened if Sabrina never got raped.
I disappeared from everyone after I got the news. I've been losing myself for two days. Drinking, smoking, and other things are what keeps me from being depressed.
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While everyone else was having a good time, I was in my own little corner. I honestly don't wanna be here. But like I said before, I don't wanna be alone tonight.
I looked down at my arm and bit my lip. The name Sabrina was in cursive writing with little hearts around it. Tracing it with my finger, I felt a tear come down my face. But I quickly wiped it away.
I shouldn't be here. This environment isn't healthy. So I just walked out the building and left the party. Since I walked here, I have to walk back to my dorm.
And this party was at another hall. The walk will be long as hell. But it's whatever.
As I was walking, there was this car. It was following me. The lights on it was bright as hell! I turned around with my eyes squinted.
"Gerard!" I heard a guy yell. "Gerard!"
Then the car stopped. The person that was in the car got out. Oh, it was Quincy.
"Gerard, where have you been?" He asked. "I've been trying to reach you for a while."
"Well...you found me." I said with me head down.
Quincy sighed. "I've got some news for you about Sabrina."
"Look, I don't wanna hear no more shit about this mess." I started walking away from him.
"You can't just walk away!" Quincy said, following me.
"Just leave me alone."
"I have to tell you what they said about Sabrina, man." He said.
"I don't wanna hear shit!" I turned around and yelled.
"Who the fuck are you yelling at?!" Quincy yelled. "You the one who disappeared and obviously don't give a shit about your girl anymore!"
"I do still care about my girl! You got me fucked up!"
Quincy laughed. "Nigga, you haven't even went to see Sabrina at the hospital! I can tell you've been too busy getting high because your eyes are red!"
"Getting high is the only way to keep me from being depressed!" I yelled.
"Why don't you just quit that shit and go see Sabrina?"
"I can't see her like that!" Water started dropping from my eyes. "I don't wanna see her with all those machines connected to her. And the fact that she didn't have a pulse when you found her...it..."
I couldn't talk anymore. I literally just started crying.
"Alright man, lets go see her. You really need to. Trust me." Quincy said.
I sniffed. "What you mean? What happened to her?"
"Lets just say...she's dying to see your face."
I had to catch on to what he was saying. I was so confused.
"Is she alive?" I asked.
"Just wait and see. You'll be very satisfied with the results."
We got in the car. He started it up, and we were off to the hospital. My heart was beating very fast. And my breathing was getting shorter.
